Cultivation Starts from Farming-Chapter 850 - 381: Drawing a Fourth Rank Middle Grade Talisman
After a moment of tenderness, the moon shifted west.
Both were individuals with resilient minds, knowing well that the spiritual desire fusion benefits must be consolidated promptly.
Xu Ping gently kissed Duan Shuang’s smooth forehead and then returned to Blood Bone Hall.
In the underground cave, silence pervaded.
Xu Ping sat cross-legged on the Cold Jade Platform, eyes closed.
In his Sea of Consciousness, the Thousand Mechanism Skill operated at a speed far exceeding before.
Days passed swiftly in deep meditation.
Xu Ping slowly opened his eyes, a fleeting illusion of a galaxy flowing within the depths of his pupils.
He exhaled a long breath of turbid air, which upon leaving his body turned into two streams, one gray and one white, swirling for several breaths before dissipating.
"The increase in Divine Sense is considerable, and the cultivation speed of the Thousand Mechanism Skill has exceeded expectations."
Xu Ping carefully felt the unprecedented clarity in his Sea of Consciousness, a great joy surged within his heart.
At this moment, his mental state and cultivation realm were at the peak, the essence, energy, and spirit were harmoniously united as one. His Dao Heart was clear as a mirror, emanating an extraordinary and unworldly aura.
Such a heavenly opportunity, how could it be easily wasted?
"The path of talismans... stagnated for a long time at the Fourth Rank Lower Grade, today, I will break through this barrier!"
Xu Ping’s eyes shone brightly, a strong sense of confidence arose spontaneously.
Years of accumulation, countless failures, and simulations, had left him just a thin layer away from the benchmark of being a Fourth Rank Middle Grade Talisman Master.
And now, with his clear Dao Heart and surged Divine Sense, it was the perfect opportunity to pierce through this layer.
Xu Ping got up and walked to the talisman creation platform, with a wave of his hand, various precious materials appeared on the table.
Holding his breath and concentrating, he entered a state of no joy nor sorrow, forgetting both himself and the external world.
He gently picked up the purple talisman brush, its tip lightly dipped into the Spiritual Ink.
He put down the brush!
The brush moved like dragons and snakes, strokes strong and bold.
As the talisman brush landed on the paper, it was no longer a simple sketch or depiction.
The tip of the brush left dark purple ink marks that flowed, not static, but transformed into thunderous symbols containing the true essence of destruction.
Every stroke landed accompanied by a faint yet clear sound of thunder.
The wandering Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi in the cave was madly absorbed, forming tiny purple electric serpents, merging into the continually forming symbols.
The whole process flowed smoothly, completed in one go.
The blockages and energy imbalance nodes that had troubled him for years, became strikingly clear and were easily resolved and connected, thanks to his surging Divine Sense and clear Dao Heart.
The last stroke landed!
Buzz!!!
The entire silver talisman paper burst forth with dazzling purple lightning.
A lifelike purple Thunder Dragon phantom formed by the compressed Tribulation Thunder flashed across the talisman surface.
Though the dragon shadow was ephemeral, its contained terrifying power sent shivers down one’s spine.
The Fourth Rank Middle Grade attack talisman—Purple Firmament Thunder Destruction Talisman, complete!
"It’s done!"
Xu Ping could no longer suppress his inner excitement, his mouth involuntarily curved upwards into a relaxed grin.
Years of aspirations achieved in a day.
Fourth Rank Middle Grade Talisman Master.
Such accomplishment, even in places guarded by Divinity Transformation Cultivators, would make one a distinguished guest, receiving high honors.
Much more so in the External Sea.
Even for the pinnacle Nascent Soul forces in the External Sea, a Fourth Rank Middle Grade talisman is an invaluable asset.
After a brief moment of ecstasy, a slight regret appeared in Xu Ping’s heart.
"The only pity is the absence of a higher-level talisman inheritance."
Xu Ping stroked the thunder talisman containing terrifying power with a light sigh.
The inheritance of Fourth Rank Upper Grade talismans is a closely guarded secret in any faction, only passed to core direct disciples.
Given his current status and strength, obtaining such level inheritance is extremely challenging.
Suddenly, Xu Ping’s gaze flickered, a thought emerged: "Perhaps... I could ask Jin Yuxuan?"
Although Jin Yuxuan is of the Demon Race, having lived in the External Sea for many years.
Moreover, the External Sea is a paradise for Demon Beasts; various inheritances are relatively abundant, there might be relevant records of Fourth Rank Upper Grade talismans.
Even if he does not possess it himself, he might help in the search.
It’s far better than Xu Ping searching aimlessly like a headless fly alone.
However, this would have to wait until he finishes the ceremony and receives the True Dragon Hall rewards before discussing in detail.
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Time flew by, and two years passed quietly.
During this period, Xu Ping focused most of his energy on refining the Soul-Breaking Needle.
The fabrication of the Soul-Breaking Needle is extremely complex, requiring profound understanding of special materials like the Moon Shadow Stone, and precise Divine Sense control.
The slightest mistake could lead to the entire refining process being futile.
Fortunately, with regular spiritual desire fusion with Duan Shuang, Xu Ping’s Divine Sense steadily increased throughout these two years.
Each fusion significantly enhanced his Divine Sense, with a progress rate far exceeding that of solo cultivation.
Xu Ping clearly felt that the moment of condensing threads into needles, and breaking souls to astonishment was getting closer.
On this day, outside Blood Bone Island, the baleful mist surged, three Escape Lights arrived in unison.
Leading them was Jin Yuxuan.
He was still dressed in an opulent golden robe, with a dignified demeanor, a warm smile on his face.
However, his aura had become more unfathomable.
Beside him were Water Lake Rat and Jin Linger.
"Fellow Daoist Xu, long time no see!" Jin Yuxuan laughed aloud, his voice penetrating the restriction.
